There is a road in Huashan since ancient times!
Bai Guanghai and Luo Tongliang, who were forced to the Liangshan Mountains by Wang Ai's cunning plan, looked back at an abyss and looked forward to the Qinling Mountains! With the ardent expectations of their leaders, clubs, teammates, and parents, there was no chance for them to turn back! The leaders were counting on the two of them.
The club hopes that the two of them can perform well in Germany. Their teammates pointed out that they can carve out a way for them abroad. The parents are already old and hope that one day their son's name will be
Tied with Yang Chen, Xie Hui and others!
Wang Ai didn't force them to do anything. Apart from warning them that they must learn simple conversations in German within a month and at least master the football vocabulary, otherwise they would not be allowed to play, he basically just let them go. Anyway, this is how I practice every day, you see.
Let’s do it!
The absolute main force of the country's youth, the absolute main force of the Tubingen youth, and the club owner are all risking their lives in training every day. How can adults who are seven or eight years older than others have the nerve to sleep and play games? So these two Zuo Si
You Xiang was furious. If Bai Guanghai hadn't grabbed him, Luo Tongliang would have smashed the laptop. Just like that, the two of them sent the laptop directly to Wang Ai's room and never touched it again.
It’s not like we haven’t practiced before! It’s not like we haven’t worked hard before. Now we just have to pick it up again and do it again!
Luo Tongliang's physical fitness is good, and he can keep up with the junior high school students after adapting to it for two days. Bai Guanghai is a little bit worse. He goes back to the room semi-conscious every day. Once, he didn't even get into bed and slept on the floor for half the night!
Five days later, with the full cooperation of Liaoning Hongyun Football Club and the Tübingen Youth Football Club of Baden, Germany, especially with the strong support of the Liaoning Sports Bureau and the Football Association, all relevant procedures were completed. Tübingen
The youth club had a lot of affairs, so Huang Xin and Leoni did not come to Yunnan to pick them up, but returned directly to Germany. Wang Ai asked the team leader to help book two tickets to Frankfurt, Germany at Kunming Airport.
On August 6, 2001, Bai Guanghai and Luo Tongliang, substitute players of the Liaoning Football Team and the key signings of Tübingen Youth in the new season, set off from the Yunnan Hongta Base and boarded a flight to Germany. After five days of national youth training,
They have been fully mentally prepared: this trip to Germany is not for retirement or tourism. This is a journey with no retreat. The fighting spirit of the two upright players has also been fully inspired.
Wang Ai did not go to the airport to see off the two of them. They are both professional players. It is time for them to carry forward their professionalism. At a club where a Chinese is the boss and a Chinese is the manager, and a main player who understands Liaozu, they have grown up together.
Compared with Yang Chen and Xie Hui, they are extremely lucky to be in a team with teammates at the same time! If they can't get ahead, how can they still live?
However, Wang Ai did not stay at Hongta Base for long. On the third day after Bai Guanghai and Luo Tongliang left, Lao Gao took the initiative to give Wang Ai a holiday: "Let's go to Chongming Island."
Lao Gao said something and patted Wang Ai on the shoulder. The two had the same mind. Wang Ai already knew Lao Gao's thoughts, and Wang Ai's thoughts could not be hidden from Lao Gao.
Lao Gao didn't go this time, only Wang Ai was alone. In the afternoon, Wang Ai got on the plane to Shanghai. In the evening, he walked around to Chongming Island, and didn't arrive at Genbao Football Training until it got dark.
Outside the gate of the base.
At this time, the training base has been deserted, and the midsummer evening wind is blowing the grass and trees on Chongming Island. The tired birds have returned to their nests, and the afterglow is shining.
Outside the training base, Xu Genbao stood alone facing the training ground. Wang Ai did not disturb him and waited more than ten meters behind him.
Xu Genbao began to pace back and forth. Wang Ai used the faint light to see that Xu Genbao was wearing sportswear and a pair of sneakers, which were covered with mud. It seemed that old Xu Tou had ended up playing football with the children again. Take another look.
This training base is unchanged from two months ago. There are still three training fields, only one is professional turf, and the other two are wild turf. The office building is still covered with dusty cement, and even the corridors are not paved.
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Xu Genbao murmured something in a low voice as he walked. For a long time, he sighed to himself: "Good things take a long time!"
After saying that, he was about to go back to the office building. Suddenly he saw Wang Ai: "Hey, why haven't you gone home yet?"
This is a child who treats Wang Ai as a training base.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, why are you here?" Xu Genbao asked in surprise as he approached.
"I miss you, let's see you." Wang Ai said with a smile.
"What a bastard!" Xu Genbao laughed and said, "Come on, follow me into the house!"
As he walked, he asked, "Where's Xiao Gao? Why are you here alone?"
"Director Gao is conducting training at the Hongta Base."
"What about you? The national junior must be competing in the youth competition. Why do you have time to come here?"
"I told you I missed you."
"Tch, what do I, an old man, have to think about? I don't have a word of truth!"
When he got to the house, Lao Xu walked down: "Whatever you want to drink, pour it yourself! Anyway, you can think of me as an old man and come to see me and chat with me. I'm quite happy. It's such a late night.
It’s okay for me to be alone, so tell me, what do you want to talk about?”
Wang Ai looked at Xu Genbao under the light. Compared with the high-spirited Xu Genbao last year, Xu Genbao was obviously much older now, his face was thinner, and his hair was dull.
"Director Xu, you must be very tired recently. I don't think you look very good."
"Ha!" Xu Genbao waved his hand nonchalantly, wanting to say something proudly, but then paused and smiled: "It's just the two of us tonight, and I won't hide it from you. Is my football school going to open?"
I went down. My wife is still at home complaining about me all day long, saying that you are an old man who has buried his neck in dirt. Why do you still open a school? Why don't you be the king of children all your life? Why don't you have time to play around? I really can't let go of my children.
It’s not like we don’t have any at home!”
Wang Ai blinked: "Director Xu, although I think the hardware of our training base is average, it's not bad. How can a football school spend money?"
Xu Genbao shook his head: "The cost is not much, but there is no income!"
Speaking of this, Xu Genbao smiled self-deprecatingly: "I originally thought that I would invest the little I have saved in my life to lay a foundation, then get some sponsorship, find two collaborators, and start the business. Just relying on my reputation as Xu Genbao
Isn’t this simple? Who would have thought that after more than a year of operation, the sponsorship I attracted is not as much as the money I made by using this old face as a mascot and accompanying tourists to take photos. The parents of these children can trust me, Mr. Xu,
I send the children here, they are all children from poor families, and I just hope that the children will have a promising career in football. I don’t have money even if they want it, and they have to be treated well. Maybe you have also seen it, our training ground is
Just bulldozing the ground will make do, and now the courtyard walls are not even built.”
"That's okay, right?"
"No way!" Xu Genbao pointed to the banner "Building Chinese Manchester United" on the wall: "If you really want to do this, you can't make do with everything. Our Chinese football is too improvised, so it is not high enough. Let the children grow up from an early age.
Receive real formal training, and at least the regular turf is guaranteed!"
Wang Ai grinned. Old Xu has a lot of money but a big heart. Every training ground must have regular turf. This is a standard only for European giants. Even the young people from Tubingen don't dare to do this! Look, "Build China"
"Manchester United", Lao Xutou is not bragging, but is taking it seriously!
This chapter has been completed!